Hey Mr. Euro Your E.E.C. come down to earth and lay your hands on me heyMr. Smile and Style I love that shiny suit I meant to get one just likeThat but I must've took another route it comes into your head you stickIt in your hat you shout "Attack! Attack! Attack!" and cannot be

Grounded well hey Mr. Make and Break do you know what it means to liveYour life lookin' out of a can of beans? It comes into your head youStick it in your hat you shout "Attack! Attack! Attack!" (and don't lookback) You know the score rise up above us all you're on a role, a role,A role, and cannot be grounded shout! Shout! Shout! All lookout! Out!

Out! Out! Out! Shout! Shout! Shout! Hit the ground down, down, down,Down I said hey Mr. Universe God knows where you've been I can't relateTo a single thing in your glossy magazine it comes into your head youStick it in your hat you shout "Attack! Attack! Attack!" (and don't look back) You know the score rise up above us all you're on a role, a role,A role and cannot be grounded